Thursday, August 31, 2006

How's this for emotional unintelligence?

When I've grieved as many things as I have, some blogged and some unblogged, some shared and some forever secret, you'd think I'd get better at the process of grieving. But I've lost something very important to me, and I can't get it back and the hardest part of it is that I can say that I've learned nothing transferable between my losses. Maybe the hardest part is actually realizing that I thought I would have.

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Sometimes you'd like to think you live and learn- but if we could learn from our losses and transfer that knowledge to the new loss- at the end of our life wouldn't we be void of pain? And I definitely don't think there is anything abnormal about thinking or wishing at some point that you could- who wouldn't want to protect themself from the hollowness a loss leaves in our heart.

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I'm the mother of one amazing son by miraculous birth. Now five years later, I'm the mother of one beautiful daughter too, this time through adoption from Ethiopia. I'm an overthinker extraordinaire, with an extraordinary family.